I was ‘visited’ last nite, again. Many of you know I’m a night owl, and do most of my ‘serious’ stuff in the wee hours of the morning.
In my first post, I spoke of how I believe I have a Sixth Sense. My family humors me. Several friends at the office understand. I don’t speak of it often to those I know personally.
On my first post, several kind folks commented that they understood what I was talking about.
With much trepidation, I also contacted Stir the Cauldron and Lady Rose was kind enough to prepare one for me. I tried to save the e-mail so I could reference it, but wouldn’t you know, somehow it went ‘poof’ and now I can’t refer to it. Coincidence?
Sitting at the computer, with the night air blowing in from the window next to me, for some strange reason, thoughts of my late Grandmother came into my mind. No reason, none at all, as I was probably doing some eBay listings.
The hair on my arms stood up straight, and I had goosebumps all over my arms. Why, I don’t know, but I moved the mouse down to the right bottom corner to look at the date. It was after midnight, so it was July 28th. My Grandmother’s Birthday. She would have turned 107.
My Grandmother’s been gone for almost 6 years, in August. She lived to be 101. Nana had always been there for me ~ as long as I can remember. She outlived many, many members of my family, what there is of it on my side.
I’m still perplexed, and somewhat bothered by this visit. Some ‘feelings,’ ‘thoughts’ or whatever you want to call them haunt me more than others.
But I was visited. She was there. Happy Birthday, Nana.